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November 11, 2009

To renew or not to renew...

that is the question. Whether tis nobler to renew this damn subscription to Typepad or just let it expire and let my words go the way of Jimmy Carter's memoirs -- in some cyber black hole. I don't know. I read this thing every so often and I think, boy, this is an awful lot of navel gazing. Then I think, well, navel gazing isn't such a bad thing even if it can tend to be a bit narcissistic. I prefer to think of it as being introspective. You know, pulling out that ol' soul looking it up and down for those black smudges the nuns taught us about. Those smudges need to be examined, sprinkled with holy water and wiped clean. Uh huh.

This little blog lets me exercise my writing skills which I never get to use any where else. I really think the idea of "journaling" is quite frankly a little queer. I mean that in the true meaning of the word -- odd, quaint. (Why did homosexuals hijack such useful words? Now think about "gay" I think the word gay was a great utility adjective and now if you use it, you run the risk of being tarred and feathered and stuck in the stockade.)